“I stand in the ring, in the dead city and tie on the red shoes. They are not mine. They are my mother’s and her mother’s before.” ~ Anne Sexton, The Red Shoes
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Kanya Rashi
(Sept. 22-Oct. 22) Clutching what is left of my adrenals to my left knuckle, I fidget and I shift from point to angles and dig deeper to all that which can serve a purpose or is reason enough to give what remains of my maddening obsessions and perfections always a breath away The time to …
A time for everything
Yes, it is noble, persistence, but it meets the path of most resistance, so it is folly in form There is a time for everything, so there is time for that and if you feel me squirm through the flames of uncertain love, then I ask for the light to be made manifest through the …
Where Heaven and Earth meet
There exists a space where loving hands outstretched hold the keys to the universe in their ethereal bodies made of love stories and the wisdom of pain; it is through the crucible we are born again It can be found in the mending of conversations past, that which is motivated by the unconditional vow that …
True name throughout the ages
No longer providing the whirl with entertainment, assuming a gregarious mask that is made up of everything that fits in one’s comfort zone, I take off the choice to give anyone a nicety and just accept how that makes one the butt of subsequent gossip in the eyes of this very whirl As it seems …
In search of the Queen
Dare to stay a moment long enough to see the Queen of Solidarity and Solace, where She lives And for every collision, Heaven sends a provisional hope with good humor and the vision pops upon glimmer to glimmer Fragility, do you know how transparent you are and what your gift is? Such is the gift …
Love perseveres
What a long walk through the sometimes vain and treacherous passages-they lead to our hearts and souls which protect our minds with unassuming diligence Fear takes on form and aspects our dreams; yet, patience models grace and extracts the programming with due tenderness How lovely is the intermediate witnessing that comes to pave around our …
Black Lilith in Gemini trine Venus in Libra
I have hands too and they both grasp and shake at shadows in the light of brutal gestures whose passions arise from curious currents In air, in love, I am touched by the velvet gloves you have chosen for such an occasion I am grateful for the communication-full of grace and keeping me from parting …
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Thy peace
Some kind of embrace, it takes me by surprise and fills my heart with goodness As a friend, you sought to clear my mind of turbulent waters and mustered all tall bravado Way to work things out, they are a ring of keys and that seem to balk and laugh insurmountable things As I gaze …
Love anyway
Chew it up and spit it out, every violation of the Spirit Paths cross and the cross we carry alone And there is a Christ in every crisis and a message in every pain that calls for us to make peace again
The Immaculate Perception 